Thursday, June 29, 2017

It's not only the sky which tethers stars



Soil and a fence collaborate to tether this profusion of star jasmine.  Such a heady fragrance; it dizzies the nose.  What's the equivalent in food?  In poems, fragrance can be dicey.  A touch goes a long way.


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  1. Susan E. GangelJuly 10, 2017 at 11:39 AM

    INTUITION (2)

    Trying to vanquish the last trace of violet, they go rolling down the rickety lot, doors open. She says she is missing an earring.

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